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Sliced Bread is the best thing since Betty White
8 yrs ago
I finally got around to watching A Silent Voice. Very nice to see some deaf culture representation in anime.
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My room is so empty! All of my furniture sans bed and wardrobe have been moved to the new place. Not long now :)
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Buzzbead... BuzzBEAD. WHICH GEMSTONE ARE YOU? TAKE THIS INSIGHTFUL QUESTIONNAIRE TO FIND OUT!
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*Downing a bottle of cab merlot whilst filling out mental illness quizzes on buzzbeed* COMING OUT OF MY CAGE AND I'VE BEEN DOING JUST FINE
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29, He/Him. Amateur Tarot reader and literature enthusiast. Part time student majoring in English Literature and Cultural Studies.
Current music obsessions: Fleetwood Mac, Spacey Jane, Florence and the Machine, Franz Ferdinand.
Currently reading: 'The Ministry of Utmost Happiness' by Arundhati Roy
Current music obsessions: Fleetwood Mac, Spacey Jane, Florence and the Machine, Franz Ferdinand.
Currently reading: 'The Ministry of Utmost Happiness' by Arundhati Roy
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I made a small post to advance the group but I still have to edit in my part for Indian's character.
The group of somewhat spirited adventurers was rather comforting to Delwyn as they began to make their way up the cliff side to the waterway. It wasn't the most optimal of travelling methods, but it was currently the easiest way to access the undead burg. Delwyn was happy that the group had somewhat decided to head in this direction first. He wasn't prepared to deal with ghosts in New Londo or skeletons in the catacombs just yet. The sun shone brightly over the building littered horizon that was the burg. The walled off city had very few safe entrances to it anymore, and the waterway was the closest method from the Firelink Shrine. Delwyn had spent many nights huddling in the Undead Burg before a helpful stranger came along and directed him to the waterway, helping him find the shrine and his newfound companions. The strange man with the eye mask was another welcome guest, and the larger the group got the safer Delwyn felt. The group slowly approached the stairs leading up to the waterway but were stopped in their tracks by the sounds of pained moans and angry snarls.
"Oh dear, this path was clear of hollows when I took it the other day." Delwyn began to panic, opening his catalyst as soul magic began to flourish from its pages. The magic materialised inside the sorcerer's eyes, altering their appearance to look like a dragon iris. The iris' spun wildly in the eye sockets, Delwyn used the sorcery to greatly enhance his senses. He had hoped to find the location of the hollows so that maybe the group could get the jump on them. He was too late.
"Look out!" The sorcerer cried, as a flurry of flaming arrows arced up from the top of the waterway and towards the group. Scrambling for cover, Delwyn found shelter behind a rock surface. An arrow flew past his face, the searing heat from the flames pricking his cheek. With hesitation, he poked his head out from behind his hiding spot and began to notice several hollow soldiers pouring out from the waterway entrance. It was unusual to see them this coordinated, but perhaps the large group of travelling companions had caught their attention.
"Oh dear, this path was clear of hollows when I took it the other day." Delwyn began to panic, opening his catalyst as soul magic began to flourish from its pages. The magic materialised inside the sorcerer's eyes, altering their appearance to look like a dragon iris. The iris' spun wildly in the eye sockets, Delwyn used the sorcery to greatly enhance his senses. He had hoped to find the location of the hollows so that maybe the group could get the jump on them. He was too late.
"Look out!" The sorcerer cried, as a flurry of flaming arrows arced up from the top of the waterway and towards the group. Scrambling for cover, Delwyn found shelter behind a rock surface. An arrow flew past his face, the searing heat from the flames pricking his cheek. With hesitation, he poked his head out from behind his hiding spot and began to notice several hollow soldiers pouring out from the waterway entrance. It was unusual to see them this coordinated, but perhaps the large group of travelling companions had caught their attention.
Shalquoir tilted her head slightly at the rather rash display of aggression from the young feline. Charlotte was also somewhat confused by it all, but she wasn't dumb enough to not realise that the crow adorned woman was making the new member anxious. Shalquoir took a small step forward. Whilst she didn't move in a manner that would normally be threatening, her imposing demeanor was more than enough to make even Charlotte anxious.
"Aren't we getting hot headed? If you wish not to answer my question, then so be it." Shalquoir spoke with a hint of disdain in her voice, and her harsh tone was the last straw for Charlotte. The young girl, abandoning any nerves that this new woman had given her, stepped between Shalquoir and Shadow.
"Now that's enough! Even I can see that you're just being a big bully. Mr Putty Tat is our friend now, and we stand up for our friends at this guild." Charlotte crossed her arms over her chest, staring down the crow woman without fear. Shalquoir was taken back by the courage of the girl who she had just written off as a ditz, smiling underneath her mask. To Charlotte's surprise, the woman bowed respectfully towards the young girl and then towards Shadow.
"Forgive me, it appears my travels have made me uneasy. I meant no disrespect. I hope you'll not think ill of me from this poor display." Shalquoir directly addressed the cat boy, but she decided to not stick around to see his response. Turning swiftly on her heels, Shalquoir headed away from the two to complete her task. She wouldn't admit that his presence disturbed her, but for now she would wait and see how stable the half boy, half beast truly was.
Once Shalquoir was gone, Charlotte dropped her brave face and turned to Shadow with a large grin.
"Now that was scary! Talking to that mask gives me shivers. Pardon my french, but she was acting like a big meanie to you. Are you okay?" She took a giant step towards Shadow, gently patting his ears in comfort. "See? You're safe with Charlotte! Now let's get you something to eat. You'll need to keep your strength up for our mission." She grabbed the boy by the hand and dragged him along to the bar, ordering whatever he wanted for him. As they waited for their food, she couldn't help but remember something of vital importance.
"You never did tell us your name, did you? Go on, spill. Or perhaps you like being called Mr Putty Tat? Heheh"
Meanwhile, Makoto was speechless as the sudden change in behaviour from the strange girl surfaced. She called herself Yuni. She seemed somewhat offended at the way the others were reacting.
"Um, please don't take it the wrong way... I mean, er," He fumbled with his words, trying to choose them carefully. Before he could continue, the girl decided to go on about her animal friends. "Oh, er, if you care about them then I suppose it's okay." Yuni was quite odd, but then again so were the twins at times. Perhaps everyone at this guild was odd, including Makoto.
"So it looks like we're all going to be working together. I'll do my best" He was slightly nervous, but he figured that he hadn't picked the worst people to be with.
The daily activity of the local markets was quite staggering. When Shalquoir walked to the guild this morning, she had assumed that was as busy as it would get. She was mistaken. Just getting to the bakery in question became somewhat of a chore. When she arrived, the baker was already flustered; cursing at an empty basket of bread that he had obviously intended to sell.
"If that dirty thief keeps taking my product like this, I won't be able to afford to rent this building! When is that useless new guild going to get off their as-"
"I beg your pardon," Shalquoir interrupted, taking a step towards the man, "I am here to resolve this issue." The man seemed uncomfortable to have this stranger help him, but she was branded by the guild so he assumed she could be trusted.
"It's about time. This little thief has been running a muck around my shop! I'm not a wealthy man, I can't afford to just be losing profit like this!" Shalquoir didn't appreciate being yelled at, since it wasn't her that was stealing his wares.
"Sir, leave this to me. Return to your duties and I will locate the culprit." In truth, Shalquoir could understand why the man was so upset. The thief in question was probably a young street rat, so she'd be sure to check any alleyway that appeared abandoned. Perhaps the other beggars had valuable information.
With her goal in mind, Shalquoir concentrated before creating a green magic glyph beneath her. A menacing aura surrounded her body as she spoke quietly.
"Let the Hunter's call give me swift success." Her senses flooded with information. Ever smell, sound and movement around her she was suddenly aware of. Whilst her hunter's call was much more effective for tracking monsters, it had it's own uses. For instance, she could clearly see many openings to side streets near the bakery. If this particular bakery had been consistently robbed for a while, then no doubt the culprit had to be holding up somewhere close. Otherwise someone would have clearly noticed a beggar walking around with handfuls of fresh bread. With that, she began scouting the alleyways. It seemed almost like a real hunt, except with the relief of knowing that the odds of being killed by a wild animal were too small to matter. After checking a few alleyways and finding a few strays, yielding no results, she came across a group of young beggar children in an alleyway. She could clearly see bread crumbs on the ground, clearing her throat and gathering the children's attention.
"Please, do not fear, I come with peaceful intentions." Despite her words, the young children were clearly unsettled by the appearance of such an intimidating figure. A few even caught a glimpse of her metal hook and began shaking in fear. "I am only here for answers. There has been someone going around stealing bread from a local baker. Is it a coincidence that not an hour after his wares have gone missing, you all sit here just finishing stuffing your faces?" She could see the guilty expressions on their face, some even looking as though they were about to run. However the fear of what this stranger might do to them kept them in place. With a sigh, Shalquoir expressed her disdain for having to deal with such a delicate situation. She didn't want to see the children starve, but she couldn't just let an honest man's business plummet because of it.
"I'll make you a deal," Shalquoir pulled out the remainder of her jewels, throwing it up and down in her hand. "There's enough here to pay back what you owe to the baker, as well as get you each a few meals for the next few days. The money is yours, provided you tell me who your ring leader is." The children were shocked. Shalquoir wasn't an imbecile. These kids were far too young to be able to steal as quickly and swiftly as the bread had been going missing. Obviously someone was providing it to them, and Shalquoir wanted to speak with the young ring leader. The children talked among themselves before one stepped forward and cautiously grabbed the money from the lady.
"His name is Lance. If you wait here, he should come back to see us soon." Shalquoir nodded politely at the child, noticing a look of regret on her face. Did the child think she was ratting her friend out? Shalquoir knelt beside her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm not here to arrest your friend. I just wish to speak with him." Somewhat reassured, the girl shared the money out with her friends and began discussing how they would go about paying back the baker. Meanwhile, Shalquoir leaned against a wall in the alleyway, patiently waiting for this "Lance" to return to them.
"Aren't we getting hot headed? If you wish not to answer my question, then so be it." Shalquoir spoke with a hint of disdain in her voice, and her harsh tone was the last straw for Charlotte. The young girl, abandoning any nerves that this new woman had given her, stepped between Shalquoir and Shadow.
"Now that's enough! Even I can see that you're just being a big bully. Mr Putty Tat is our friend now, and we stand up for our friends at this guild." Charlotte crossed her arms over her chest, staring down the crow woman without fear. Shalquoir was taken back by the courage of the girl who she had just written off as a ditz, smiling underneath her mask. To Charlotte's surprise, the woman bowed respectfully towards the young girl and then towards Shadow.
"Forgive me, it appears my travels have made me uneasy. I meant no disrespect. I hope you'll not think ill of me from this poor display." Shalquoir directly addressed the cat boy, but she decided to not stick around to see his response. Turning swiftly on her heels, Shalquoir headed away from the two to complete her task. She wouldn't admit that his presence disturbed her, but for now she would wait and see how stable the half boy, half beast truly was.
Once Shalquoir was gone, Charlotte dropped her brave face and turned to Shadow with a large grin.
"Now that was scary! Talking to that mask gives me shivers. Pardon my french, but she was acting like a big meanie to you. Are you okay?" She took a giant step towards Shadow, gently patting his ears in comfort. "See? You're safe with Charlotte! Now let's get you something to eat. You'll need to keep your strength up for our mission." She grabbed the boy by the hand and dragged him along to the bar, ordering whatever he wanted for him. As they waited for their food, she couldn't help but remember something of vital importance.
"You never did tell us your name, did you? Go on, spill. Or perhaps you like being called Mr Putty Tat? Heheh"
Meanwhile, Makoto was speechless as the sudden change in behaviour from the strange girl surfaced. She called herself Yuni. She seemed somewhat offended at the way the others were reacting.
"Um, please don't take it the wrong way... I mean, er," He fumbled with his words, trying to choose them carefully. Before he could continue, the girl decided to go on about her animal friends. "Oh, er, if you care about them then I suppose it's okay." Yuni was quite odd, but then again so were the twins at times. Perhaps everyone at this guild was odd, including Makoto.
"So it looks like we're all going to be working together. I'll do my best" He was slightly nervous, but he figured that he hadn't picked the worst people to be with.
The daily activity of the local markets was quite staggering. When Shalquoir walked to the guild this morning, she had assumed that was as busy as it would get. She was mistaken. Just getting to the bakery in question became somewhat of a chore. When she arrived, the baker was already flustered; cursing at an empty basket of bread that he had obviously intended to sell.
"If that dirty thief keeps taking my product like this, I won't be able to afford to rent this building! When is that useless new guild going to get off their as-"
"I beg your pardon," Shalquoir interrupted, taking a step towards the man, "I am here to resolve this issue." The man seemed uncomfortable to have this stranger help him, but she was branded by the guild so he assumed she could be trusted.
"It's about time. This little thief has been running a muck around my shop! I'm not a wealthy man, I can't afford to just be losing profit like this!" Shalquoir didn't appreciate being yelled at, since it wasn't her that was stealing his wares.
"Sir, leave this to me. Return to your duties and I will locate the culprit." In truth, Shalquoir could understand why the man was so upset. The thief in question was probably a young street rat, so she'd be sure to check any alleyway that appeared abandoned. Perhaps the other beggars had valuable information.
With her goal in mind, Shalquoir concentrated before creating a green magic glyph beneath her. A menacing aura surrounded her body as she spoke quietly.
"Let the Hunter's call give me swift success." Her senses flooded with information. Ever smell, sound and movement around her she was suddenly aware of. Whilst her hunter's call was much more effective for tracking monsters, it had it's own uses. For instance, she could clearly see many openings to side streets near the bakery. If this particular bakery had been consistently robbed for a while, then no doubt the culprit had to be holding up somewhere close. Otherwise someone would have clearly noticed a beggar walking around with handfuls of fresh bread. With that, she began scouting the alleyways. It seemed almost like a real hunt, except with the relief of knowing that the odds of being killed by a wild animal were too small to matter. After checking a few alleyways and finding a few strays, yielding no results, she came across a group of young beggar children in an alleyway. She could clearly see bread crumbs on the ground, clearing her throat and gathering the children's attention.
"Please, do not fear, I come with peaceful intentions." Despite her words, the young children were clearly unsettled by the appearance of such an intimidating figure. A few even caught a glimpse of her metal hook and began shaking in fear. "I am only here for answers. There has been someone going around stealing bread from a local baker. Is it a coincidence that not an hour after his wares have gone missing, you all sit here just finishing stuffing your faces?" She could see the guilty expressions on their face, some even looking as though they were about to run. However the fear of what this stranger might do to them kept them in place. With a sigh, Shalquoir expressed her disdain for having to deal with such a delicate situation. She didn't want to see the children starve, but she couldn't just let an honest man's business plummet because of it.
"I'll make you a deal," Shalquoir pulled out the remainder of her jewels, throwing it up and down in her hand. "There's enough here to pay back what you owe to the baker, as well as get you each a few meals for the next few days. The money is yours, provided you tell me who your ring leader is." The children were shocked. Shalquoir wasn't an imbecile. These kids were far too young to be able to steal as quickly and swiftly as the bread had been going missing. Obviously someone was providing it to them, and Shalquoir wanted to speak with the young ring leader. The children talked among themselves before one stepped forward and cautiously grabbed the money from the lady.
"His name is Lance. If you wait here, he should come back to see us soon." Shalquoir nodded politely at the child, noticing a look of regret on her face. Did the child think she was ratting her friend out? Shalquoir knelt beside her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm not here to arrest your friend. I just wish to speak with him." Somewhat reassured, the girl shared the money out with her friends and began discussing how they would go about paying back the baker. Meanwhile, Shalquoir leaned against a wall in the alleyway, patiently waiting for this "Lance" to return to them.
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Not sure how to take that. XD The irony is just too much.
It's a subliminal message
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I think I'm having an off-day...
Oh god do I know that feeling
I have a post being written on word that kinda starts some action. Nothing spectacular, just some hollows and stuff. It's probably pretty poor quality cause I wrote it while I was still a little under the weather.
I'm gonna try and finish that soon since I believe we really don't have much more to say in terms of introductions. Also I do have an NPC for Aghast to interact with. Consider him to be the Trusty Patches of this roleplay.
EDIT: Actually the other option for you Indian is to just advance through the area towards the Hellkite Drake so you can join in on that boss fight. The NPC can join you if you want. Or you can sit and wait there but I wouldn't want you to miss out on any big fights. If you can be bothered writing it up, you could probably even make your way to the Theophilus boss fight. I'm probably gonna post tonight, since I have to do a few things online for work today.
I'm gonna try and finish that soon since I believe we really don't have much more to say in terms of introductions. Also I do have an NPC for Aghast to interact with. Consider him to be the Trusty Patches of this roleplay.
EDIT: Actually the other option for you Indian is to just advance through the area towards the Hellkite Drake so you can join in on that boss fight. The NPC can join you if you want. Or you can sit and wait there but I wouldn't want you to miss out on any big fights. If you can be bothered writing it up, you could probably even make your way to the Theophilus boss fight. I'm probably gonna post tonight, since I have to do a few things online for work today.
I think you quoted the wrong post. Or maybe I'm missing something.
Perhaps someone should forcefully join Shalquoir on her mission. Just so we can get people into teams. Any takers?
I don't know if you'd intended for a specific person to take on the quest to find Lance, but I hadn't seen any mention of that so I volunteered Shalquoir for it. If that's not what you'd intended then I'd be happy to edit the post and have her take another mission. Also I figured some tension between Shalquoir and Shadow might be interesting. As a hunter, anyone that shows bestial qualities is somewhat of a concern for her.
Oh I'm sure they'll end up being best of friends /sarcasm
Oh I'm sure they'll end up being best of friends /sarcasm
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